So... Nick names when growing up;
Totie (when living in Waterloo I was the smallest kid around the traps)
Super sonic radar ears (apparently I have big ears)
Leah lesbian legs (apparently I have nice legs, nice enough for the girls to turn gay for)
Wet blanket (I was the worst net-baller on our team, I pretty much let everyone down)
Leah wee-er (it rhymed)
Oh boy, so... If I learnt anything over the weekend; it is to never enter a fast food establishment at 4 am on a Saturday morning.
Drinking tea, minding my own business and BAM! Holy fuck! What the hell is your problem?
Oh nothing, except for some reason or another I feel like I have some divine right to shock and make you up set.
Why on earth would one do that? I don’t believe just anyone could get drunk enough to feel such a way.
Eh, post statement I’ll get to view myself at 4 am, drinking tea and being abused. I wonder what KMWD?
My friend likened been hit to playing football. However, in this game of fist-a-cuffs no one's a winner.
If this works, it shall work well. Sometimes I feel junted. Like a sea-saw in the wind. Even if the sea-saw wanted to stop swaying to and fro, it is unable. Once I walked through a green park in the rain and I attempted to lock hands with a fellow Dark Horse, but I was unable. Glock; even after that much sought after shower. Tick, tick, it’s a time bomb, so lets run. To squeeze the universe into a ball and thereby, fall. Tonight, one could fall through to an earthly hell.
It did deserve much thought, like a night with you.
So, I say goodnight.
Thought provoked by much feeling on show and shared.
It shall continue for at least one night.
Not to say that it will not be present in the back lots of mediocrity.
I’m young, yes, are you feeling okay?
I often wonder about life and how I should go about it.
I guess most people do.
Other men huh? Well, one could argue; what on earth are you talking about?
Bang! Like it was nothing, nothing of importance, held no meaning.
Much like power, I mean people question it everyday, do they not?
Nothing of relevance to you my love.
I would let you go.
However, the act of just letting you be is far more easier.
People often yell, people often scream, some call.
Okay, okay, I know I've been slack in terms of my writing of late. I’m not entirely sure why, but I guess it’s because I have had things going on. While I am on holidays at the moment, my sister visited me for a week during the first half. Early into the second half I have no real excuse except for shear laziness, hence this, somewhat, mundane entry. Thought’s that have occupied my mind of late include, home life, the country (nothing new there), a boy and my work. To elaborate on that, a few things are in the works. I’ve started work on a story about two boys a girl heroin and the church, which hasn’t really taken off as of yet. More planning needs to go into it. Plus, I wanted to play my hand at been able to manipulate my dreams. You know, read up on a certain subject before drifting off to sleep at night and seeing how much of that translates to my subconscious state... Like I said, it’s a work in progress. Erm, I have pretty much given up on my ‘plane crash in China’ story. I haven’t looked at that for a while and it is something that just doesn’t grab me anymore. I guess I’m just over thinking about it. So the story goes with many things... However, there are still things on my mind that I feel, at times, pollute my mind. I don’t want it to sound as if I can just turn on and switch off whatever thoughts appeal to me most at the time; because I can’t.
NEW
I cried last week. It had been building for a while. oh, and another thing; ‘note to self; don’t watch truly heart felt documentaries about sick kids before attempting to sleep. Seriously, that was fucked!’. I haven’t cried in far too long and it came at a time, less than a week after a friend and I had discussed how, the feeling of not being able to cry when wanting to, almost like an inability, at times, is just as bad. So, yep, I cried. It was about four AM and I was feeling somewhat disjointed. I cried over many different things, then fell asleep. Woke up and had a huge breakfast. Very cleansing, a good cry is, yes...
There are cats outide my window and I’m tired. Must rest, tomorrow I plan on organising my things, namely putting my room in order before I head back to class next week. Well, that and it’s nearly five AM and well, it’s just something I feel I should attempt before the sun rises.
Goodnight
Over and Out
